My wife's friend

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My wife was working in the kitchen, and I was in the bedroom with her friends. My wife and I rent a small apartment, and her former roommates often come over. One of them, a girl named Xia, I always felt she was deliberately flirting with me. Last weekend, I finally won her over. Xia said she was coming, so my wife was tidying up the house while I went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients for dinner. When I came home, I saw my wife cleaning in the kitchen, so I put the things down for her to wash so I could cook (I usually do the cooking, and my wife helps). My

wife whispered to me that Xia had arrived, and as soon as she came in, she said she was tired, saying she'd been shopping all morning and needed to sleep. I went into the bedroom and saw her indeed lying on the bed, on the side I usually sleep on. Because our apartment is small, the TV and computer are in the bedroom, so I turned on the TV, turned the volume down, and sat on the bed to watch. I deliberately propped my hands on the bed and gently nudged Xia's foot, which was sticking out of the blanket, with my right fingernail. I immediately sensed that she woke up as soon as I came in; she was pretending to be asleep. This action was a test. Seeing that she didn't react, I gently slipped my hand under her feet. Her foot was pressing down on my fingers, so she must have felt it. If she moved it away or pretended to wake up, my next step would be ruined. Since I wasn't making any excessive movements, it wouldn't be awkward for either of us. But her reaction delighted me. She moved her foot slightly, actually pressing my entire hand under it. I felt a surge of joy. I gently bent my hand under her foot to make her feel it more clearly and to test the waters further (after all, it's best to be absolutely sure in this kind of situation). She was incredibly cooperative, pressing my hand down firmly with her foot. Every time I moved, she would press down again. Hehe, the show was about to begin. Feeling confident, I pulled my hand out and gently stroked her foot. Even though she was wearing socks, I was incredibly excited. Because my wife was in the kitchen, I didn't dare make any sudden movements. So I touched her foot through her socks. Her toes playfully twitched, which excited me even more. I then reached under the covers and touched her calves. She was wearing fleece pants, but I could still feel the elasticity of her muscles. I pinched her calf, and she moved slightly, pulling her other leg back and pressing her foot against my hand. I sensed a teasing intent. I leaned back, reaching deeper under the covers, and started touching her area above her knees. By then, her hand could reach mine. She grabbed my middle finger, squeezed it hard, and held it firmly, preventing me from moving. I paused, hearing the water in the kitchen stop. I knew my wife was about to come in. She heard me too, released my hand, and turned her back to me. I took the opportunity to pinch her buttocks and then sat up straight. My wife gently pushed open the door, came over, and whispered in my ear, "Don't wake her up." I nodded. My wife asked me to go downstairs and buy some tofu and a bottle of red wine. I said I was tired from shopping, so she could go downstairs instead. My wife reluctantly agreed. She turned and went out. I heard her putting on her shoes at the door, and I felt incredibly excited. I immediately lay on my side on the bed, reached my left hand in front of Xia, and pulled her arm. She obediently rolled over onto her back, opened her eyes, and softly said to me, "How could you be so naughty?" I chuckled and said, "How about something even naughtier?" Then I stroked her cheek, and she responded with an angry yet adorable expression. I was so excited that I put my head to her ear and began kissing her earlobe. I swirled my tongue around her earlobe and ear canal, and the sound and sensation of this kiss excited her. She couldn't help but let out heavy breathing and soft moans, and her body began to writhe in response. I gently caressed her breasts through her clothes, and the rise and fall of her chest and abdomen with her breathing and body movements further fueled my desire. I couldn't wait any longer and reached inside her sweater. Her bra was already unhooked. I started grabbing her breasts while kissing her sexy lips. Our tongues intertwined, and her moans grew clearer. I flicked her nipples with my fingers, and they quickly became erect. I moved my head down to kiss her neck and began sucking on her nipples. She made excited, clear "mmm" sounds. I was about to pull down her pants when she grabbed my hand, saying, "Lele (my wife) is coming back soon." I replied, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" and took her hand, placing it inside my pants so she could hold my already erect penis. I slipped one hand under her pants and started kneading her buttocks. Her skin was so smooth, even her buttocks were unusually delicate and elastic. She swayed her hips to my rhythm. I sandwiched one thigh between her legs, pressing it against her lower body. She seemed to enjoy this feeling, making "mmm" sounds with every movement. I recklessly began to pull down her pants. Her resistance was useless; I easily pulled her pants down to her knees, and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw her thick pubic hair. I grabbed one of her breasts with each hand, moved my head between her legs, and began kissing her pubic hair. Since her legs couldn't be separated, I could only forcefully thrust my tongue towards her clitoris. She cradled my head in her hands, stroking my face, moaning softly. I freed one hand to pull down my own pants, moved upwards, pressed my penis against her clitoris, and began thrusting between her legs, my hands holding her breasts, my mouth filled with her tongue. After a while, I turned her body over, making her lie face down. I lay on top of her, one hand pressing and kneading under her breasts, the other hand reaching down to caress her pubic hair and clitoris, while simultaneously moving my penis between her buttocks. I used my hand to lift her body, signaling her to bend over, which she obediently did, and then guided my penis into her vagina with my hand. She was already overflowing with fluids; with just a gentle press, my penis slid into her body. She groaned and took a deep breath. I began to carefully thrust my penis in and out, and she arched her back to cooperate. Her fluids were plentiful and slippery, her vagina was so tight, and my sensations were delicate and sensitive. She moaned softly. [After only about a hundred thrusts, we heard my wife open the door. We stopped, but neither of us wanted to separate. I remained in the inserted position. Two seconds later, my wife had already turned the key to the bedroom door. Her arched back relaxed, and I thrust in a couple more times before pulling out and pulling up my pants. She straightened her clothes, covered herself with the blanket, and returned to her previous sleeping position. I sat up and pretended to continue watching TV. By then, my wife had changed her shoes, put down her things, and then gently pushed open the bedroom door. She came over and whispered to me, "I've bought them. You can start cooking now." I agreed and got up to go to the kitchen.]

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